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Staxus says: Donkey-dicked new boy, Adam Webb, is definitely keen, especially when he wakes up one morning and discovers that he and his mate, Vitali Kutcher, have overslept.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, whichever way you look at it, there’s simply no way that he’s going to get his mate out of bed in a hurry; especially when Kutcher realises that Webb is hung like a horse and as horny as hell.

In just a few moments the hot little bitch’s mouth is hanging off Webb’s ramrod like his life depended on it; leaving the kinky bastard so turned on that he’s quickly allowing Webb to shove sex-beads up his tight arse-hole.

All of which sets the scene nicely for the ensuing threesome the next day, when Lucas Drake and Bjorn Nykvist discover Webb fast asleep in his bunk and decide to compare his oversized flagpole with their own handsome shafts.

Not surprisingly, it doesn’t take long for Webb to wake up, at which point Drake soon becomes the focal point of all the action, with his buddies thrusting their aching dicks into the lad’s mouth, before ripping off his clothes to enjoy what’s nestling inside the boy’s pants.

Cue a truly terrific threesome between these divine beauties, which culminates in the almost unbelievable sight of Drake plonking his hairless hole straight down onto his mates’ cocks simultaneously and riding them together like a bitch on acid.

If that doesn’t take you to the point of ecstasy, no doubt flicking the rewind button as you jerk, we don’t know what will. But seeing the slut’s face getting creamed by a tsunami of cum makes it a climax guaranteed.

Staxus says: Vitali Kutcher has been studying just that little bit too hard, it seems. With his head in a book, he drifts into what can only be described as some hideous, surrealistic nightmare; before being rescued from his subconscious terrors by none other than Will Banks, who immediately comforts the boy with a hearty hug and kiss.

It’s a move that quickly meets with Kutcher’s approval; and in just a few moments the two lads are smooching away with real gusto. Indeed, any fretfulness that the young student was experiencing at the beginning of the scene is quickly forgotten; as Banks removes his shirt, and Vitali responds by promptly diving into his mate’s jocks so that he can feast on the handsome roll of meat that’s nestling inside.

It’s a bold move that a fuzzy stud of Banks’s proud calibre is bound to replicate, of course; and so it proves, with the manly beauty taking full advantage of the situation to slurp on his mate’s salami, prior to eagerly rimming the boy’s arse and finally slamming every inch of his own thick sausage deep into Kutcher’s guts.

What’s more, the cock-hungry pup takes it all like a professional slut, pushed up against a table whilst moaning and groaning for all he’s worth. Given the warm reception that his dick receives, it’s little great wonder that Banks is quickly brought to the point of no return; with director John Smith beautifully capturing the moment that the young twink gets his hole creamed with a torrent of hot jizz.

Kneeling to gobble at the spent dick, Banks finishes things off nicely by jerking his own creamy wad across the floor.

Staxus says: When you’re part of a religious cult, it goes without saying that proselytizing is all part of a hard day’s work, spreading your message to everyone that you meet and explaining how their lives could be made so much better if only they embraced your way of thinking.

Which in Mark Fontana’s instance here means stopping your bicycle in the park to spend a few minutes sharing the good news to a rather forlorn-looking Vitali Kutcher. To Fontana’s eternal credit, he sure as hell works wonders, before you know it Kutcher is following him home to learn more about the work of the Mormon church.

But it’s not very long before the religious aspect of this conversion has been sorely eclipsed by plain old lust, as the two fellows promptly fall into an embrace and begin to pull each other’s clothes off.

At which point it’s the worship of the mighty phallus that very much takes centre stage; with both buddies enjoying a last supper of meaty, uncut dick, before Kutcher promptly begins to rim Fontana’s hungry little arsehole for all it’s worth.

By this point, of course, any hope of Fontana maintaining his holier-than-thou persona has long since been tossed aside; and it almost comes as a relief when he finally parts his legs to accommodate a carnal conversion to raw anal action.

Cue the delirious sight of him interchanging between riding and deep-throating Kutcher’s violently erupting member; as he finally abandons his crisp white shirt (and his last vestige of saintly dignity), before jerking out a thick wad of creamy spunk out of his upturned shaft all over Kutcher’s tongue.

Staxus says: With his darker-toned skin and Arabesque features, new boy Mike Fontana is almost sure to be a hit with those with a more exotic taste in boys; and sure enough Vitali Kutcher can’t resist hitting on the lad when he enters the changing room of the local baths and discovers him mopping the floor.

To be fair, no-one could ever claim that Kutcher used clichéd techniques, after all, presenting a fellow with a choice between a fifty euro note and a monster-sized dildo is not exactly your typical chat-up line.

But suffice it to say that the guy is very much true to form when it comes to reaching inside Fontana’s shorts, grabbing hold of his cock and promptly gobbling away on the fellow’s dusky uncut shaft.

Not that the newbie throws any complaints for such unoriginality. In fact, the lad is soon replicating the move on Kutcher’s well-used ramrod; before getting down on a nearby lounger so that Kutcher can suck on his balls and rim that nicely shaved pucker between his butt-cheeks.

All this, of course, is but a prelude to what can only be described as an invasion extraordinaire, as Kutcher yields the mother of all dildos and thrusts it into the boy’s guts with almost unforgiving vigour. To the amazement of surely the whole film-crew, not to mention you, the public, the fellow takes the beast like a veritable pro.

So much so, in fact, that the fuck that follows almost seems tame in comparison. Never fear, however, these lads produce a desperately hot, sweaty fornicating fiesta, that culminates in two of the most violent eruptions you could wish for. Topped off with a gooey smooch.

Staxus says: Vitali Kutcher is an angry young man, or at least that’s definitely the case at the start of this boxing-inspired escapade with new boy, Pyotr Valentine. Not that Valentine has done anything to offend. No, Kutcher’s fury is directed at the unnamed buddy who’s gone and fucked his boyfriend behind his back; resulting in a splendid display of antagonism in the direction of his punchbag.

In contrast, Valentine is clearly a reserved, thoughtful soul, who insists that his buddy gets ready for school and forgets all about the troubles in his life. Kutcher, however, is having none of it; demanding that his pal join him in sparring, which given the arguably inept performance that ensues might not have been the greatest of suggestions.

In fairness, however, the time spent together does at least result in the two lads getting to know each other better, which initially involves the newbie diving down onto Kutcher’s handsome ramrod, before the roles are duly reversed and Kutcher gets his first taste of the new meat.

All of which is quickly eclipsed when Kutcher finally bundles his mate onto his back so that he can rim that fresh, tight-lipped pucker; before forcing the meaty shaft between his legs through heaven’s door, with Valentine’s legs still restrained by his jeans.

Eager to enjoy the experience uninhibited, however, it’s not long before every stitch of clothing is finally removed; marking the start of a stupendous rout of hardcore raw sex, which culminates with Valentine spewing mid-fuck cowboy-style, prior to Kutcher marking the new boy-pussy with an ass-load of spunk for his efforts.